It light of the sun that heats this my congealed heart, and same that still defrosts will not have the scars. You can until being this light, but the scars to who do not cure. I do not say these words so that they have penalty of me, I only say so that they still do not give up me, I cannot arrive until There alone. You can exist a million of reasons to go even so, But an only reason will be had you to be, is. In way to pain I go to find a skill I give to make to smile it. when to smile looks for to see in me mine better part. After all the sun never bordered so well since I knew that it and even so still acts shade of me inside, keeping me in this solitary place and cold and still I have pain that I load, is you who me Poe in return in the way of the health. In pain, exists cure? In pain, exists cicatrizao? I do not know, but in you I will find the meaning to continue to live. In you I will find the necessary heat for the life. Therefore in you to the love that I feel That me every day aconchega it makes and me to come back to noitinhas, and to continue to feel the resqucios of the light that you radiated all on me per my day.